文本歌词

Potato Salad (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator/A$AP Rocky
Lyrics by：Tyler Okonma/Rakim Mayers/Craig Brockman/Melissa Elliot/Lee Hatim/Monica Brown
Composed by：Tyler Okonma/Rakim Mayers/Craig Brockman/Melissa Elliot/Lee Hatim/Monica Brown
Ayy you gon' start me from the top listen
Shout out harlem man
Shout out aap rocky man
Awge in the building man
What's good is that potato salad
Yo listen
N***as give me the cold shoulder I can speak for myself
So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster I ain't playing games
But got some lil' n***as
Who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and x out tri-angle your nose
Pause your life if you squares
Try to mess with my o's whoa
So cut the crap like s**t barbers
'Cause we really with
The beef like closeted gay fathers
N***a we get dollars give 'em to ben baller
Exchange for them chains
That's all shiny with thick water
I got back pains neck heavy like whipped cream
My whip clean and they all white I whip cream
And cop boys and I joy stick
I whip cream and cop cribs
I got more space than big jeans y'all sleeping on me
Explain why they got s**t dreams
I'm alien got the laser gun with the big beam
Married to the money my b***h green
No I don't sip lean but
Ride around in rockets like yao ming
Y'all n***as weak
They thought I was goofy and all mouses
Double c my luggage and fill them with comme blouses
Y'all cop kush my n***a I cop houses
And fill 'em with some leo
Dicap's and some cole sprouses n***a
Where we rocky aap
Golf boy where we at n***a in pari'
F**k clothes I cop pieces
Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas
Got my vans on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a couple packs based
God in the speakers
Bass all in the speakers
In the field like baseball play
Ball face wall when polices come
I don't rock chanel I rock channel
And no this ain't a purse it's a satchel at you
Bless at you nah I ain't sneeze
But if n***as want steam or smoke bet I match you
Got a bullet with your name on the barrel
If hollows don't clip you get nip like it's cat food
That dude when I die they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude this ain't a purse it's a satchel
Go to any n***a with money up in my bracket
Then I think about the state of rapping
All the freshmens in the classes
All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'
Mumblin and rappin' mumble rapping
I find it hard to find actual talent
I find it hard to find an actual challenge
I'm like shabazz palace's last acid hit elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth word to kodak's black's lazarus
Calldrops on the album skits
Ayo I'm the channel that
You watch I'm the ammo in the glock
Weird n***a full suit with
The sandals and the socks stop
And based on my neck boy
You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
Who cast the first stone b***h it's me f**k you thought
Real grunge n***a I ain't got a flannel as the top
And I'm picking up guitar strum n***a
Bum n***as wish they could make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead
I'm a wild n***a boy and you farmer bred born
You ain't animal you are corn hahah yeah